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Words are coming down like raindrops, and I can't catch them all. Arms outstretched and cupping my hands, I dash about yet little pools are all I can manage. The words swirl and splash one another out of my hand. Some leak through...
When the shower passes I'll be left with only a few in each hand. Soon the sun will dry them away and I'll have none at all to share.
Or so I thought, until I felt the grass growing under my feet and saw the flowers smiling.
When the shower passes I'll be left with only a few in each hand. Soon the sun will dry them away and I'll have none at all to share.
Or so I thought, until I felt the grass growing under my feet and saw the flowers smiling.
So much to say sometimes...little snippets here and there that need to get organized.
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